Gabriel
"One of many perks of having a friend who is a retired spy," Gabriel said with a smile, "And who knows their way around certain circles. I could be convinced to help . . ."
He gently elbowed Emily with a smile.
Rin
"Damn it," Rin all but hissed as Archer decided to "help" Sakura, blocking her path with his body.
His body that was several centimeters taller and kilograms heavier than hers, not to mention he was a Servant. Rin watched as Archer took the spoon from Sakura and brought it to her lips. "I'll be really disappointed if you refuse my cooking like this Rin, are you saying I'm a bad chef?" Archer asked her.
Rin felt as if someone had lit her cheeks on fire and said, "I'm not refusing it, I'm just saying I can feed myself."
She looked between the two of them and asked, "Come on, who other than me would fight this hard and be this stubborn? Anyone else would have just accepted the bite by now." Then making a little hissing sound, sounding like an irate kitten, Rin leaned forward and took the bite, chewing it and swallowing it.
"There, happy?" she asked, "And yes, it was good."
Forest
Forest felt her face heat up more from the blood she'd just taken. Gadreel's own blush was really sort of stunning, almost perfect in its imperfections really, and it brought out the color of his eyes. It was almost enough to distract her from that all too familiar - yet slightly different - smell.
Pristine condition is right . . .
She gestured and asked, "Do you want me to get out so you can change or I could just turn my back . . .? And . . . bugger, I have wet naps in my car."
She then chuckled at the absurdity of the situation, shaking her head. "Honestly that," she said, gesturing almost abstractly to Gadreel's groin region, "Always happens to the donor when I feed. I can't turn it off, and apparently it's kind of an uncommon thing for it to always do . . . that."